Top 100 Ached Quotes
#1. The doubts ached in my bones like the deadening crawl of an icy night, and my gun trembled from my unsteady arm.
Katherine McIntyre
#3. Everything he did was a physical thing. When he spoke, my bones ached. When he breathed, I felt it in my veins and on my skin.
Tyra Lynn
#4. I love hard work. 'One Man, Two Guvnors' was so physically tiring I ached all the time, but I took a massive amount of pride in the fact that I only ever missed two shows.
James Corden
#5. Every single part of me ached, sort of like the universe was exploding inside my skull, or like my body was tearing itself apart in order to rebuild everything from the inside out. To re-create some twisted semblance of me.
Jess Rothenberg
#6. Man's own form in space - his body - was a private prison; and that it was because of this imprisoning misery - because he was hungry and overworked and went to a horrid place called home late at night in the rain, and his bones ached and his head was heavy.
Willem De Kooning
#7. The trying to change what they think, the attempt to explain, the hope they'll come to see your side of things, it was exhausting because it never made a dent and afterward you only ached unbearably.
Marisha Pessl
#8. Read until my eyes ached
it was hardly important
but proof again that there is always an escape.
Lily Koppel
#9. I wanted so badly for there to be more. I ached for there to be more than my crappy little life.' He shakes his head. 'And there was more. I just couldn't see it.
Patrick Ness
#10. I don't know how to be anything but pretend," I replied, and it ached in me how true that really was. "But if I could be real, I'd be real for you.
R. J. Anderson
#11. There were people whom you positively ached to please. If you failed with such people they would put you into a category in their minds where they could kee you and have contempt for you forever.
Alice Munro
#12. My cock ached, but this moment was more than sex, more than horniness.
Annabel Joseph
#13. Not dancing well, I never danced at all
and how grievously has my heart ached when others where in the full enjoyment of that conversation which I had no right even to partake.
Walter Savage Landor
#14. Most of my actor friends don't believe it's possible to let go of it and be happy, and for a while that was true for me. For the first two years I ached, every day. And I had such bad dreams. But then I made the decision to start working on my little shop and all that went away.
Genie Francis
#15. My feet ached in my Cinderella shoes. I shifted my weight and wiggled my toes beneath the cutting Lucite straps. My Prince Charming had finally showed up, I thought wretchedly, and he was too damn late.
Lisa Kleypas
#16. Had been asleep for four or five hours. His head ached, and the back
George R R Martin
#17. bed. She ached for that same sky, that rain, his mouth, his
Lauren Kate
#18. He ached to touch her, to kiss her, but she hadn't asked him to do either - yet.
He'd rather eat his own balls than ruin this for her.
Pamela Clare
#19. Who was the Thief that she would love him? A youth, just a boy with hardly a beard and no sense at all ... A liar, she thought, an enemy, a threat. He was brave, a voice inside her said, he was loyal ... A fool, she answered back. A fool and a dead one. She ached with emptiness.
Megan Whalen Turner
#20. They came and they went; they ached and pained. They laughed privately and cried to themselves as if heeding a way- off silent call. They were forever childish, sweet and convulsive. They heard sound the way dog heard sound. They were like the moon- they changed every eight days.
Robert Olmstead
#21. He closed his eyes. The melody wrapped around his chest, which ached with the beauty of it, even though he couldn't quite make out the words.
Melanie Dickerson
#22. Her arms were pressed against his chest, and he wished she would put her head against him, so much his chest ached.
Melanie Dickerson
#23. Across her face there seemed to pass many feelings and reflections: it was as if she ached to touch and gather in and make whole those scattered years of change. But how can time be gathered in and kissed? There is only flesh.
John McGahern
#24. You were on the other side of the world, but I often woke with the scent of you surrounding me. I ached for you, Kells. No matter how much Kishan thrashed me, it couldn't diminish the pain of losing you. I'd dream of you and reach out to touch you, but you were always just out of reach.
Colleen Houck
#25. I don't understand, Blue said. Something in her ached, though, like she did understand, but couldn't put words to it, wrap her thoughts around it. She felt like she was a part of a dream this place was having, or it was a part of a dream of hers.
Maggie Stiefvater
#26. By the end, she cleaned the house so much that she had dust in her eyes and her throat, her knees were scrapped a little and her back ached while she suffered from weary arms. But after everything was done, the once dark, dingy and dirty house was shining bright and looked so alive!
Prerna Varma
#27. I wonder why when I told him that my chest still ached even though I had finally told him how I felt, he said, "So you finally realize how I've felt these past three years?" and laughed.
Kou Yoneda
#29. Her eyes searched his, boring into his with the familiarity of someone who'd known him his whole life. She was confused and hurt, but talking about it wouldn't help, would only weaken his resolve. He wanted her so badly, he ached inside.
Katy Regnery
#30. I want you. Feeling the grip of his hand in mine, the brush of skin on mine, seeing the way he moved in front of me, equal parts human and wolf, and remembering his smell - I ached with wanting to kiss him.
Maggie Stiefvater
#31. Putting down the power right from the whistle would be ugly and brutal, but it would get the job done. He wanted to tell her that, but this was the thing with coaching: you had to step back at exactly the moment you ached to step forward.
Chris Cleave
#32. The foolishness of chasing the moon ached my heart. I was stuck between the moon and the shore and surrounded by an empty sea.
Kevin James Moore
#33. My heart ached inside me, torn between wanting to stop and wishing the would go on forever
Maggie Stiefvater
#34. India's head ached. Insomnia was still her most attentive, cruelest lover, demanding and possessing her selfishly whenever it chose to do so. Light-heartedness was beyond her today. A man of middling quality was trying to marry her, and there was something wrong with her father's voice on the phone.
Salman Rushdie
#35. When he saw her, he wanted to be with her; when he was with her, he ached to touch her; when he touched even her hand, he wanted to embrace her.
Cassandra Clare
#36. By five A.M., her eyes were gritty and her head ached. The single hour's sleep she had managed to tuck in between sex and murder was beginning to wear on her.
J.D. Robb
#37. She banged her knuckles until they ached to get the attention of the living flesh behind the glass, and would have smashed her fist through the window just to touch him, feel his heat, the only thing that could protect her from a smothering death of dry roses.
Toni Morrison
#38. Who would marry her and take care of her? O God, let it be me. His chest ached with the fervor of his desire - and his impossible request.
Melanie Dickerson
#39. All that old road of the past unreeling dizzily as if the cup of life had been overturned and everything gone mad. My eyes ached in nightmare day (235).
Jack Kerouac
#40. Looking at him now, recalling what it used to be like between us, how I liked myself around him, how I felt good about the world and my place in it with him by my side, how I ached when he left for college, I remember what it feels like to truly love someone. For the right reasons. In the right way.
Taylor Jenkins Reid
#41. That felt meaningful somehow, like the words on the pages ached for him to know their sorrow.
Stephanie Kuehn
#42. Her absence was still so loud and so heavy, I ached with it, feeling hollow and lost. I didn't know how to forget my mother any more than my father knew how he might comfort me.
Paula McLain
#43. Her gut ached, as if love was being dug out of her with a dull knife.
Janet Fitch
#44. Things must be done, life must go on. Life would go on, even if every breath she took hurt, even if her joints ached when she moved. Sorry and loneliness were an insidious evil, for they lived in the mind. One could not take a tonic and see them dissipate.
Kristen Callihan
#45. Her heart ached, but she took her resolution. It will be seen that Fantine possessed the stern courage of life.
Victor Hugo
#46. I had polio when I was 13. I started feeling stiff, my joints ached, and over a two-week period I lost my coordination and 20 pounds.
Jack Nicklaus
#47. I miss you too,' he said. 'I'm jealous of Isander.' 'Isander's a slave.' 'I was a slave.' The moment ached. Laurent met his gaze, his eyes too clear. 'You were never a slave, Damianos. You were born to rule, as I was.
C.S. Pacat
#48. She licked her lips, and I ached to kiss her mouth. I wanted to lick it, nip it, suck on it; I wanted to own it. I wanted to give her a kiss she's never fucking forget.
Ilsa Madden-Mills
#49. Abigail ... His heart ached for his little girl, and the loss of his family drove like a blade through his heart. His head jerked up as the creak of a timber echoed overhead. If only they hadn't come to this god-forsaken place.
Caroline Mitchell
#50. Once upon a time, a prince fell madly in love with a demon from the Underworld. When she disappeared back into the sea, he ached so much for her that he walked into the ocean and never returned.
- Kenettran Folk Tales, various authors
Marie Lu
#51. The Taellywood treasure beckoned us. All of us ached for God's wisdom. We had so many questions. We wanted to know why things happened the way they did. We needed to know. We desired the truth and we yearned for answers to many of life's questions.
Pat Patrick
#52. Celaena stared at the dark, tilled earth, a chill wind rustling her veil.
Her chest ached, but this was the one last thing she had to do, the one last honor she could give her friend.
Celaena tilted her head to the sky, closed her eyes, and began to sing.
Sarah J. Maas
#53. He tasted like white wine and pine needles. He tasted like two years of waiting. I wanted to breathe for him, I wanted to swallow him whole. I ached with a sudden, pulsing need, an overwhelming desire I'd never felt before.
Viv Daniels
#54. Every kiss that I give my child heals one that I had ached for but was not given - indeed, it has turned out to be the only thing that ever could.
Hope Jahren
#55. Even with tortured minds and broken spirits, even bound to the Surface, they ached for God's presence. It would be like being drawn back into the womb. It would be rest. It was the only real redemption there was.
Vicki Pettersson
#56. I only know one word. It means friend. I said it in her ear 'Sora. Sora. Sora.'"
"And who taught you this Charynite word for friend?"
"Phaedra of Alonso did. She said it was the prettiest word in Charyn."
And Lucien ached to hear those words.
Melina Marchetta
#57. Her throat and eyes ached. No, everything was not all right. I don't want to be a monster.
Wendy Knight
#58. Every part of my body felt electric. My chest ached and my head throbbed with the great terrible limitless possibility of the morning, and when it came, the sky was washed white, everything was new, and I hadn't slept at all.
Dave Eggers
#59. On my first visit to the public library, I was like a kid at a candy store where all the candy was free.
I gorged myself until my tummy ached.
Craig Thompson
#61. Need me, Shea." His voice ached with it. "Need me the same way I need you. I would give my life for you. Live for me. Find a way to live for me. Love me that much.
Christine Feehan
#62. They were completely happy. They couldn't stop smiling at each other, beaming like fools till their cheeks ached.
Louisa Young
#63. He sagged to his knees. He ached all over. It wasn't just that his brain was writing cheques that his body couldn't cash. It had gone beyond that. Now his feet were borrowing money that his legs hadn't got, and his back muscles were looking for loose change under the sofa cushions.
Terry Pratchett
#64. It was hard work walking uphill. His muscles ached and the day was hot but Nick felt happy. He felt he had left everything behind, the need for thinking, the need to write, other needs. It was all back of him.
Ernest Hemingway,
#65. She wasn't a cruel Bird. But her heart ached so badly for these sad, broken birds that, just as the Puppeteer had planned, she had begun to hate them. She hated them for making her feel so wretched, when she should be happiest. That happens sometimes.
Katherine Catmull
#66. Coconut teased him with tropical deliciousness; then the vanilla he so often smelled on Lou's neck wafted up. He ached to hold her, smell that spot right behind her ear. The cake, frosted and covered with toasted coconut, beckoned, wanting to be cut and eaten immediately.
Amy E. Reichert
#67. You took my soul and wiped all the dirt away, sweetheart. You cured me of all that ached.
Shelly Crane
#68. I ached for him, my stomach twisting painfully. He looked so desolate standing there alone facing a mad queen and several thousand angry fey. His voice was flat and resigned, as if he'd been pushed into a corner and had given up, not caring what happened next.
Julie Kagawa
#69. My body grew hot, then cold. I tried to eat the bed sheets. My heart beat madly. Every joint in my body ached. When I took the cure they took it all away from me.
Bela Lugosi
#70. I don't balance you like you need."
"What the hell does that mean?" he exclaimed.
My heart ached for him, and I was so sorry for what I'd done ... but this was the truth of it all. "The fact that you have to ask says it all. When you find that person ... you'll know.
Richelle Mead
#71. He ached for creation. For life to somehow rise from the drawings in his sketching book. For his own energy, his own impressions to swirl and spin on a canvas. For a dream city he had tacked above his bed.
C.S. Richardson
#72. As he'd slept one night, suffering from some nightmare, she'd gazed down at him with tenderness. Her chest had ached with feeling for him - as his continued to do for her. She'd smoothed hair from his brow, soothing him with soft words.
Kresley Cole
#73. If this was so, I was sunk, for by now I was more in love than I could stand, as if some mineral had got into my veins and arteries and I ached, flesh and bones, the way you will on the verge of the grippe.
Saul Bellow
#74. Oddly, I found myself calmer than I'd been in a long while. Maybe it was simply because my muscles ached or maybe because I felt that nothing was more compelling than the stack of wood that was waiting in Camelli's garage.
Dee Williams
#75. He doesn't say he loves you at all. He doesn't touch your skin or look into your eyes, and tell you you're the only girl in the world for him. That he's been scared to say it because he didn't want to lose you. He doesn't tell you he ached for you every minute he was away.
Amy Noelle
#76. Yet his feeling of wrongness now ached in his skull.
Steven Erikson
#77. I couldn't remember the last time I'd felt so wrapped up in someone that I saw only him, caring not a jot what onlookers might think. I ached with nostalgia for a younger, more responsive me, who seemed to feel things more intensely.
Catherine Sanderson
#78. Hinged to forgetfulness like a door,
she slowly closed out of sight,
and she was the woman I loved,
but too many times she slept like
a mechanical deer in my caresses,
and I ached in the metal silence
of her dreams.
Richard Brautigan
#79. I sang her a soft song, and she gave me a hug, and when she told me she loved me, my heart ached.
Staci Hart
#80. Karl ached to stroke her, to explore her delicate features with his hand and reveal what the paltry candle light could not; the feel of her hair, the curvature of her neck, the warmth of her skin.
Jack Croxall
#81. But he was here. In my bed. His body warm and hard and feeling so much like home that I ached.
Julie Bale
#82. My thighs ached from the force of his grip. My back
Tillie Cole
#83. The less said about that morning's ride, the better. I would have been uncomfortable even if I'd been riding with Branaric, for my leg ached steadily from the jarring of the horse's pace. To be riding along in the clasp of an enemy just made my spirits feel the worse.
Sherwood Smith
#84. For twenty years I have ached to go back home, when there was nobody there to whom I could return.
Anne Lamott
#85. She had only been able to imagine what Kane was like. And she realised just how limited her imagination had been as he consumed every inch of her, thrusting into her with such controlled force that every part of her ached.
Lindsay J. Pryor
#86. Have you ever wanted something that you knew was bad for you? Something that you ached for so much you could think of nothing else? [Wren]
Sherrilyn Kenyon
#87. Her eyes burned, her muscles ached, but in some strange and secret place, she was happy to finally be doing something that wasn't just protecting herself, but protecting other people, too.
Rachel Caine
#88. unaccustomed Tuscan sunlight, and his body ached from contorting his long frame into a plane seat. The irony of hating long distance flights wasn't lost on him. After all, he spent most of his life jetting between hotels. But he wasn't
Sally Clements
#89. He also knew that whenever he recalled her kissing his cheek with such unqualified trust and acceptance, it was going to ache just a little in the vicinity of his heart.
It ached now.
Sandra Brown
#90. How short was the road from that decision to this moment? The question ached like a bruise.
Jane Harper
#91. Oh, how often I had played the part of the fool, but I learned from it every time. This new pain would ultimately help me grow stronger; I knew that. But it ached so terribly, and I felt so very, very cold. In
Charlie N. Holmberg
#92. He wanted Livia back. Kyle probably wanted to talk her ear off all about the wedding, but he needed Livia here. He ached for her.
Debra Anastasia
#93. A city of squalls, foggy mornings, intervals of blue and white so immaculate the eyes ached. A city of readers, coffee drinkers, kissers on sidewalks, sad faces at wet windows. A city of umbrellas, woolen scarves, raincoats, cigarettes, wineglasses, cognac.
Keith Miller
#94. I listened, vaguely knowing now that I had committed some awful wrong that I could not undo, that I had uttered words I could not recall even though I ached to nullify them, kill them, turn back time to the moment before I had talked so that I could have another chance to save myself.
Richard Wright
#95. You don't listen do you? Go away." ... "You don't listen," he said.
Why wouldn't he just leave? I was going to burn up, anyway, with fire creeping up my arms to consume me. My eyes ached with fresh tears. I hated crying.
"But if you listened," he murmured, "I'd be dead.
Jodi Meadows
#96. His face was uniquely slapable - a nun would have ached to punch him - while his backside cried out to heaven for a well-placed kick.
Jonathan Stroud
#97. people who didn't talk about their problems got to pretend they didn't have any. People who discussed what was wrong, on the other hand, fought and ached and felt miserable.
Jodi Picoult
#98. Sometimes she wished she were a little kid again. Everything was so simple then. Now she never knew when she was going to find out something terrible, something she didn't want to know. Sometimes her jaw ached in the morning. She wondered if Princess Elizabeth's jaw ever ached.
Judy Blume
#99. On evenings like this, when the streets below were filled with couples strolling, and laughing people spilled out of pubs, already planning meals, nights out, trips to clubs, something ached inside me; something
Jojo Moyes
#100. She found the page, cleared her throat and began to read, " 'There was nary a doubt that I had ever seen such big ones, round and ripe. My teeth ached to bite them' " God, what tripe!
Johanna Lindsey
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